Czester would only be allowed out in the presence of his mum, Lila; the two would go out together and come back together. Last Tuesday week, he didn't return. I ruled out an accident - with the road cut off, there's no traffic on Trombity other than slow-moving construction equipment. I also ruled out predators - I could not detect the smell of carrion in the neighbourhood - something that I often notice in Las Kabacki forest, where decaying corpses of deer, hare or other dead mammals have a distinctive odour.
After Moni's return from Israel last week, she printed some 'Lost Kitten' posters, when she and I put up on lamp posts in our vicinity; these worked and we are very grateful to the people across the way who responded. Rudy kocurek
Mother and child reunion |
Czester, a week old. The white stripe to the left of his nose distinguishes him. |
Attention all humans. I am your ruler. I will be obeyed. |
This time last year:
Farewell to the summer pavement tables
This time two years ago:
The Old Sailor's Tale - a short story
Farewell to the summer pavement tables
This time two years ago:
The Old Sailor's Tale - a short story
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